I happened upon this Slate commentary on the TV movie Boy in the Plastic Bubble. A key quote:
From the moment Travolta first appears onscreen, bedecked in a pink-and-black-checked knit hat with a huge pom-pom on top, he’s electrifying, and the scene in which he disco dances around his bubble wearing short shorts and a football jersey is worth three months of cable bills.
Well, maybe. Last October, I included an “off-topic perspective” commenting on a bunch of old movies in a “free” set of DVDs; that bunch included Boy in the Plastic Bubble. I was a bit less electrified. Here’s my brief comment in full:
This is an Aaron Spelling production: A TV movie with a very young John Travolta. Iâ€™m not sure where the 8 minutes went (or if the IMDB info is correct); it seems to be a good print, possibly supplied directly by Spelling. Iâ€™d have to say Robert Reed, Glynnis Oâ€™Connor, Diana Hyland, and Ralph Bellamy all out-act Travolta, who seems unformed as an actor at this point. As TV movies go, itâ€™s mediocre but watchable.
(“8 minutes” refers to the difference between IMDB’s runtime for this TVflick–1:40–and the DVD’s actual runtime, 1:32. At this point, I’d guess it’s that the DVD omits a whole bunch of “movie of the week”-style overhead, which could easily add up to eight minutes on a two-hour TV slot.)
I dunno. It’s not that I don’t like John Travolta, but I didn’t think there was anything there at the time–basically a pretty-faced lump of clay. As always, your mileage may vary.